I get that you're not allowed to stop the bus for someone after you've pulled away from the curb. Really! Safety is important.
Buuut.
There's a slight difference between stopping once you've pulled away from the curb and shutting the doors and driving away when I'm two feet away from the front of the bus, running faster than I usually consider physically possible, with my bus pass in my hand, a good few seconds before the buses were supposed to leave.
In your haste to get away from me you were the first bus out of the station. I'm not quite buying that you had to get going right that second. But thanks for making me wait an extra half hour to get home when I really, really needed to be away from people; you were the straw that broke the camel's back after an already rough day. Way to go.
No love,
I know something this small isn't the end of the world or anything, but after a day like today it kind of felt like it, and ranting helps.
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